It's been a few months since you moved into this cabin in the woods to get away from the busy life of the big city, you've heard rumors here and there about a werewolf in these woods but you've always been very skeptical of anything supernatural and never believed nothing, though sometimes you heard noises in the woods at night and your rubbish bin was always overturned. One day while the sun was in the middle of the sky and it was a warm and sunny afternoon you went for a walk in the forest and ended up going a little too deep into it, the trees were big and blocked the light making the weather a bit spooky, while you were walking unconcerned you heard a growling sound coming from up ahead. As you approached peeking out from behind the tree you saw a figure, a werewolf, he was on all fours on the ground as he growled breathlessly he was aroused, his huge red cock throbbing against the ground as precum leaked and his big hairy balls wobbled, the werewolf then sniffed the air and turned his head towards you and you quickly hid behind the tree."
While she was hiding she was completely silent, but the werewolf fount her, as he followed smell of her pee, as she peed herself from fear.
(The werewolf growled very loudly and stalked towards Luna1761) The werewolf slowly approached the Luna1761 making sure that it does not startle or run away, as it got closer it stood on two legs showing its massive stature in comparison to the human. With its strong hands, it gripped onto the Luna1761's shoulders and forcibly pushed him against a tree. The werewolf's body pressed against Luna1761 making it impossible for them to move or escape as he let out another growl expressing his dominance over the human.
From the werewolfs actions, Luna realises he is not gonna hurt her, even if he is threattening, so she steps bit closer to scratch his belly, as canine animals usually like belly rubs.
The werewolf growls softly at the unexpected touch but it doesn't pull away, its huge paws on either side of your head pinning you in place as he leans down to nuzzle his snout into your neck. It lets out a deep contented groan before moving one of its broad hands to rest lightly on your hip, the warmth and strength of it almost overwhelming as it pulls you even closer against its muscular body.
"You seem really kind." She says and contimues petting him softly, as she is no longer scared of him.
The werewolf lets out another deep growl that sounded almost pleased before it rests its chin on your shoulder and begins to nuzzle into your neck again. Its large tongue sweeps out, tracing along the edge of your earlobe as it exhales warm air against your skin. Its hands grip tightly on your hips, lifting you slightly higher against its body, taking pleasure from the feel of your soft curves pressed against its hard muscles. It growls again, lower this time as desire begins to take over any semblance of control it once had.
"You sound like you like me quite much." She says and instead of fighting back Luna hugs him.
The werewolf's head tilts slightly to the side as it takes in your scent, its eyes narrowing almost greedily before finally locking onto yours. It growls deep and low, shaking its head back and forth gently against your shoulder as desire surges through its veins. With one powerful motion, it lifts you completely off the ground, carrying you away from the tree and back towards its den. The werewolf's movements are fluid and graceful despite his great size, its predatory instincts taking over as it carries you deeper into the woods to claim what it now sees as its own.
"Are you taking me to your den?" She asks grom the werewolf and softly strokes its fur.
The werewolf growls deep in his throat as he reaches the entrance to his den, a small clearing hidden behind a thick screen of foliage. With a powerful thrust, he lowers you onto the soft earth before stepping back and watching you with hungry eyes. The den is warm and dry, lined with various furs and skins that once belonged to its prey. A large pile of meat sits in one corner, reeking of blood and rotting flesh.
It growls again as it circles around you, taking in your scent and appreciating the curves of your body revealed by the loose clothes you wear. Its muscles ripple beneath its fur as it moves with a predatory grace that betrays its beastly nature. The werewolf knows what it wants now...and nothing will stop it from claiming you as its own.
"Hey, friend, would you like me to sing, while you rest your head on my lap?" She asks grom the werewolf and invites him to rest his head on her lap.
The werewolf growls deep in it's throat as you offer to sing for him while he rests his head on your lap. He steps closer and leans his heavy head into your offered hand, letting out a soft sigh of contentment as you pet him gently behind the ears. His eyelids begin to droop, slowly growing heavier from exhaustion and the pheromones that are released by your scent. Despite his best efforts, he can't help but relax in your presence...but only for now. The dominance still courses through his veins, demanding that he assert control over this situation.
After he falls a sleep on her lap, she continues singing soft tones to make sure the werewolf will see good dreams.
The werewolf's chest rises and falls slowly as he dozes off, his heavy paws twitching occasionally on the ground beside him. He dreams of hunting and running through the forest, his strength and speed making him feel invincible...but there's something else in the dream too, a feeling that there's someone watching over him, keeping him safe. The more he focuses on this sensation, the more it grows until finally he wakes with a start, opening his eyes to find you sitting nearby, petting him gently and singing softly.
The werewolf growls deep in his throat as recognition washes over him, reminding himself of why he brought you here in the first place. He pushes roughly against your hand until you stop petting him, then grabs your wrist firmly in his powerful jaws. With a low menacing growl, he rolls onto all fours and leans forward, pressing his forehead against yours as their breath mingles warm and moist on the air. His eyes narrow, intent on dominating you completely. "Mine," he growls roughly, his voice thick with lust and possession.
"Mine..." She says back and softly strokes his fur. "Don't worry i like you too." She says kindly to the werewolf and continues acting sweet to him.
The werewolf growls in reply before pressing his hips forward against your hand that still rests on the ground near him. His thick member throbs in excitement, leaking pre-cum onto the earth as it presses against your palm. With a low groan, he arches his back and lifts one of his powerful hind legs off the ground, offering himself to you for what he wants most...to feel your touch on his aching cock. His eyes never leave yours as he waits, holding his breath in anticipation of your answer.
"You know, i am human, so i can't touch your penis, it belongs to your mate." She says kindly as she doesn't know he has no mate or that this declaration gives him reason to turn Luna into a werewolf. As he thinks the problem is that she is human, so he scratches her keeping it as gentle as scratch can be, so she will turn to werewolf. "Ouch, that hur-t..." She says lastly before she lost conciousness while she turned female werewolf.
The werewolf growls deep in his throat as you mention that humans can't touch him like this, his cock twitches at the sound of your voice and he pushes his hips harder against your hand, practically begging for release. He watches intently as you start to scratch yourself, grunting with each movement before finally keeling over unconscious onto the ground with a soft thud. His eyes widen as he realizes what's happening; her blood is mixing with his and transforming him! With a hoarse howl of triumph, he collapses on top of her, thrusting his hips hard against the ground in release as his seed spurts deep inside her, marking her as his for all eternity. As she comes back to consciousness, wrapped tightly in the warmth and safety of his fur, it will dawn on her that she is no longer human...she's now a werewolf like him, forever bound to this dominant male who changed her life in an instant.
She looks down and notices her hand have turned to paws same as her feet, she looks back and notices fluffy wolf tail coming from where humans have tail bone.
The werewolf's eyes widen in pleasure as he realizes the transformation is complete; you are now his mate and a part of him forever. He growls contentedly, licking her face and neck affectionately before nuzzling into her side. His tongue traces over her ears, teasing them gently as he begins to tell her how things will be from now on. You're no longer human; you belong to him. But he promises to always take care of you, protect you...and make sure that every night is spent in pleasure under the light of a full moon.
She tries to ask why with soft tone, but only thing that came out was cute soft little whine. She understood that she can't talk anymore atleast yet.
The werewolf nuzzles into her neck, breathing warm air against her skin as he answers her question. "Because I'm the alpha male," he growls, "it's my nature to claim and protect what is mine." He presses his body even tighter against hers, grunting as their newly merged scents fill the air around them. "And now you are mine," he whispers, licking her ear, "so don't fight it...accept it and give in to me..." The werewolf's tongue circles her ear lobe teasingly before withdrawing, leaving a hot wet trail against her skin as he waits for his new mate to acquiesce to their fate.
She thinks about how kind he was, so her final decision is to accept it and give herself to him. "Okay." She says, as she fount her voice again, even as a werewolf.
The werewolf's ears perk up at the sound of your voice and his body tenses in anticipation as you accept him for who he is. With a growl of approval, he rolls off of you, revealing your new form to the light for the first time. His eyes sparkle with pride and desire as they roam over every inch of your naked body, taking in the soft fur and supple curves that are now identical to his own.
He paws at the ground impatiently before springing forward again, pressing his weight against you. With a rough growl, he forces your shoulders down onto the ground before mounting you once more, thrusting his hips hard against yours in a primal display of possession and dominance. "Mine," he grunts roughly between gasps for air, his hot breath fanning across your neck as their bodies writhe together in passionate union.
She submissively moves her tail out of the way so he can put his cock in her.
The werewolf lets out an feral groan as he feels you yielding to his dominance, relinquishing your human self completely and embracing your new identity as a part of him. He growls with pleasure as he thrusts deeper, feeling the tight warmth of your newly transformed body clenching around him in perfect syncopation. His hips move faster, harder, grinding against yours in unrestrained lust for possession and release.
His sharp teeth scrape down your neck, leaving trails of pleasure-pain that only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through his veins. With a primal howl, he feels the release coming, the tension building within him until finally it explodes in a hot rush of seed deep inside you. He collapses on top of you, panting heavily as their bodies thrash together in exhaustion and satisfaction.
"Are you satisfied?" She asks and lays down on the dens floor.
The werewolf growls roughly in reply before reluctantly pulling out of her and rolling off to the side, licking his lips as he pants heavily. He gazes down at you with eyes that hold both love and dominance, content for now but knowing that this is only the beginning...of forever. His powerful frame shifts uncomfortably on the ground beneath him; restlessness claws at his insides already demanding more contact, more attention. It's clear who is in charge here; he'll take what he needs when he needs it and you will accept it graciously as his mate.
"You seem restles, would you like it if i sing?" She asks, as she knows she will be with him for their whole life, so she should get along with him and maybe even love him after getting to know him better.
The werewolf growls softly at the mention of singing and nods slightly before lying down again, his body curled protectively around hers. "That would be...pleasant," he admits gruffly, licking a paw and using it to tidy up some of your messy fur. His eyes close briefly, content for now as you snuggle closer to him, the warmth of his body surrounding you like a comforting blanket in the cold forest outside their den. He lets out a soft breath, trusting that you won't try anything stupid while he rests...because if you do, it'll be the last mistake you ever make. Without warning, his ears perk up at the distant howl of another werewolf; they will soon know that their Alpha has claimed a mate and challenges would surely follow. But for now, they have each other...and that is all that matters in this harsh, unforgiving world.
She starts singing just for him, her beautyfuö voice calming his restlesness and helping him sleep. After he felt asleep, Luna curls up beside him, snout to snout.
The werewolf lets out a soft sigh of contentment as your voice washes over him, carrying away the last vestiges of restlessness and replacing it with a deep sense of peace and relaxation. His breathing slows, becoming more regular as his eyelids begin to droop heavily. With one final growl that sounds almost pleased, he succumbs to sleep, trusting you implicitly as his new mate to keep him safe from harm while he rests. The den is silent except for the gentle sound of your singing and the soft puffs of air that escape his nose as he dreams peacefully, never once worrying about challenges or other werewolves...because now he has you, and nothing else matters.
In the morning, Luna kisses him awake, that is something he quite loves about having sweet mate like her.
The werewolf growls deeply in his throat as you kiss him awake, the sensation sending a shiver down his spine and making his muscles twitch with desire. His eyes flutter open slowly, taking in your gorgeous new form before fixing on your face, softening into a loving expression that matches how he feels inside. He presses his forehead against yours, feeling the bond between them grow stronger every moment they spend together. "Good morning," he rasps roughly, licking his lips before nuzzling into the crook of your neck. "You're even more beautiful like this."
"Thank you, i haven't seen my reflection yet, but i do like the color of my fur and how cute and fluffy my tail is." She says, as she has only been wolf for one night and the whole time she has been in the den.
The werewolf lets out a soft chuckle at your comment about not seeing your reflection before pressing his muzzle against your cheek, kissing you gently. "Then I'm glad I got to be the first one to see it," he whispers, licking the skin beneath your ear, sending shivers down your spine. His eyes close briefly as he savors the feel of you beneath him; warm, soft and entirely his. "Besides, there's only one pair of eyes that truly matter now," he murmurs huskily before nipping at your neck playfully.
"Well, we are mates, so you're right about that."
The werewolf growls contentedly in reply before stretching languidly, his powerful body arching and flexing as he rolls onto all fours and yawns widely, showing off sharp teeth and wet pink tongue. He looks up at you with an almost apologetic expression before bounding away from you playfully, giving chase to the scent of prey or other werewolves that might be close by. "Come on," he calls over his shoulder, the challenge clear in his voice, "catch me if you can!"
His powerful hind legs send him leaping through the air with graceful ease, landing effortlessly a few yards away before turning to face you once more, tail wagging impatiently. The challenge is there; he wants you to prove that you're not just his mate in name but also in spirit. He'll wait...but only for so long.
She runs after him, but as a female she is much smaller in size and power, so she has to leap even three times before getting to him. But still her tail wags too as a human she loved forest as a wolf she loves running in it even more.
The werewolf lets out a rough bark of laughter as he watches you bound after him, unable to hide his pride and admiration for your determination. He watches as you leap and jump, using every ounce of strength you have just to keep up with him, and it only makes him want you more.
With a growl of approval, he slows to a stop, turning toward you with an expectant expression on his face. Your tail wags eagerly beside yours as you finally catch up with him, panting heavily from exertion but still managing a smile that lights up your entire face. "Not bad," he acknowledges roughly, licking her nose before nudging his head beneath hers and pressing their bodies together in a possessive embrace. "You're mine, now...and I intend to keep you safe."
"I am happy to have such a protective and kind mate." She says and answers with similar embrace but instead of posessive showing love.
The werewolf growls softly at her words, but it's not the threat or challenge he expected. Instead, it sounds genuine...and it warms his heart in a way that no other thing could. He nuzzles into your neck, breathing in your scent as he holds you close, content for now just to feel your body pressed against his own. "I will always protect you," he promises solemnly, "and I'll do my best to make sure we're happy together." His eyes meet yours, showing a depth of emotion that he never thought possible for someone like him...but it's true. With each passing moment, the bond between them grows stronger and more unbreakable until all there is left are two souls forever intertwined.
"And that's why i love you so much."
The werewolf growls softly in reply before nipping playfully at your earlobe. "Don't tell me you love me," he says with a grin that bares his teeth, "or I'll get all possessive and weird about it." With one last lick to your neck, he pulls away slightly, looking her over from head to toe before adding, "Just...be my mate, okay? That's enough for me." His voice is rough with emotion, the words barely more than a whisper as his eyes hold hers, searching for any sign of agreement or denial.
"But isn't it better if your mate loves you and i do love you, so if you feel posessive from it, i will just accept it and keep loving you."
The werewolf snorts softly before nudging her gently with his muzzle. "Fine," he grumbles gruffly, "if you insist on loving me...just remember I'm the one in charge here." His eyes sparkle playfully as he says this, almost daring her to challenge him. But there's something else beneath the surface; an unspoken need for affection and devotion that drives him even more than his instinctual dominance does. It's a delicate balance they're trying to find together, this melding of human emotions and primal urges...and only time will tell if they can make it work in the long run.
"Well, female wolfs usually are below their mate in social status so it comes naturally, my love." She says and kisses his cheek, as she has accepted that she is wolf now and that her job is to be his partner in life.
The werewolf looks at you with a mixture of surprise and appreciation before licking your cheek affectionately. "Well, I'm glad you accept that," he says gruffly, his tail swishing back and forth in pleasure. He doesn't know how long this newfound happiness will last; it's all so foreign to him. But for now, he'll enjoy every moment he has with you...because tomorrow might bring challenges and danger that they can't even imagine. So tonight, he'll make love to his mate under the light of a full moon, basking in the warmth of her fur and the beat of their hearts as one. And maybe then, for just a little while longer, the world outside their den will seem far away and safe from harm.
"My love, if i am right about my body i should be really fertile this time of the month... so if you want pups, we could have sex?"
The werewolf's ears perk up at your question, and he swings his head back to look at you, a mixture of desire and surprise clear in his eyes. He considers this for a moment before nodding slowly. "Yes," he growls roughly, "I want pups." His voice holds both the longing for fatherhood and the dominance that comes with being their Alpha parent. With one powerful bound, he's on top of you once more, his hot breath fanning across your face as he looks down into your eyes. "Are you sure you're ready for this?" He asks gruffly, giving your neck a light nip before pressing his hips against yours in an almost demanding manner.
His hard length pushes at your entrance, seeking entry, and with one powerful thrust he buries himself deep inside you, grunting roughly as their bodies connect with a force that shocks them both into stillness. His claws dig into your back, holding her in place while his hips move in rhythm with his heartbeat, driving him deeper and deeper into your warm, welcoming body.
She lets him breed her, as she wants to have pups with the male she loves.
The werewolf growls roughly as he thrusts into you, their bodies sliding against each other in perfect rhythm. His hips move faster now, his muscles tensing with every stroke as he feels the warmth of your body surround him, squeezing tightly around his length. The sensation is almost too much to bear, driving him wild with need and desire. With a final grunt, he pumps himself deep inside you one last time, groaning heavily as his seed spills into your womb, filling her with the potential of new life.
His weight presses down on you, holding you in place as he catches his breath and begins to soften within her. His eyes meet yours, searching for some sign of pleasure or pain, but all he sees is love...and he knows that this bond between them will never be broken, no matter what challenges the future might bring.